"So I could come by and talk to him." Leora"s eyes widened and she began to cry again.
"Why would he -"
"Paris," Fearless said. "Let her get it out first, will ya?"
"I came here," she continued, "the door was unlocked."
"What were you looking for?"
"I, I . . ."
"Leave her alone, Paris."
"Shut up, Fearless."
It was one of the few times I told Fearless to be quiet. He knew enough to listen.
"Talk to me, Leora."
"He kidnapped my son."
"Son is with Esau. You already knew that. What did Kit have that you wanted?"
Leora started gasping and then panting. She was at some early stage of shock. I knew that Fearless wouldn"t let me continue, so I said, "d.a.m.n!"
"We better get outta here, Paris," Fearless said. The worry in his voice was for Leora.
"In a minute," I said.
I launched into a quick search of the apartment. I went through drawers, closets, bedclothes, cereal boxes, the refrigerator and icebox, and the medicine cabinet in the bathroom.
Following my lead, Fearless searched the dead man.
"Here it is," he said.
Next to the Watermelon Man"s right ankle, under the sock, was the emerald pendant. Kit must have hidden it before answering the door for the last time.
"I"ll put it with the money," Fearless said.
I wondered if I"d be toting that bag on my journey down into h.e.l.l.
WE MADE IT OUT of the building without too many people marking our pa.s.sage. But every eye turned my way felt like a gun sight following me across an open field. of the building without too many people marking our pa.s.sage. But every eye turned my way felt like a gun sight following me across an open field.
"I can drive myself," Leora said when we tried to guide her to Fearless"s ride.
"I"ll drive her," I said.
"No, Paris. You have her jumpin" out the window with all your questions and s.h.i.t." With that Fearless handed me the keys to Ambrosia"s car.
"Okay," I said. "You right. But where do we meet? Your mother"s?"
"Naw. I don"t wanna be talkin" "bout no murders in my mama"s house. No. You know where Milo leave his key, right?"
"Yeah, in a hole in the wall behind his mailbox. But what about Timmerman?"
"I ain"t worried about him. He ain"t got no pants, no shoes, no money, no car keys. Anyway, he admitted himself to the hospital."
"You don"t know that."
"Sure I do. Remember when I made that call from Esau"s?"
"You called the hospital?"
"Yeah, man. I knew he"d probably come after you so I wanted to make sure his b.u.t.t was in the sling."
"Why come after me?" I asked. "You the one that hurt him."
"Yeah," Fearless said, nodding. "That"s why he gonna leave me alone."
ON THE RIDE BACK TOWARD MILO"S OFFICE I tried to make sense out of death. Anybody I"d come across could have killed Kit or the Wexlers. Even Timmerman had been in the mix long enough. And what was Leora after? I didn"t doubt that she was innocent of Kit"s murder, but why come after him if she already had her son? I tried to make sense out of death. Anybody I"d come across could have killed Kit or the Wexlers. Even Timmerman had been in the mix long enough. And what was Leora after? I didn"t doubt that she was innocent of Kit"s murder, but why come after him if she already had her son?
And why wouldn"t the man who killed Kit have searched him? Because he was looking for something particular, something that could not be hidden in a sock.
34.
LORETTA KUROKO"S OFFICE had more room than Milo"s. She also had a small canvas cot in a closet behind her desk-kept there for any client who had to make an early-morning court date. Leora Hartman was reclining on the cot by the time I made it to Milo"s place. had more room than Milo"s. She also had a small canvas cot in a closet behind her desk-kept there for any client who had to make an early-morning court date. Leora Hartman was reclining on the cot by the time I made it to Milo"s place.
She and Fearless were talking when I got there. That was good, because Fearless had a way of making people trust him, even those who thought that he was dumb.
"How you feelin", Miss Hartman?" I asked when I came in.
"Fine."
"Is that what I call you? Miss? Or is it Missus?"
"Missus. But my last name isn"t Hartman-it"s Brown."
I knew a dozen people who went by that name. You met a new one every day or two. It was as common as Smith or Jones-more so among colored people. But still . . .
"Your husband"s not a chess player, is he?"
"He is. How would you know that?"
"And he"s from Illinois but he was born in Mississippi?"
"Where is he, Mr. Minton?" Leora sat up, her sorrow dissipating by the moment.
"No, uh-uh," I said. "You tell us what"s goin" on first."
"Brown is my husband," Leora said, "but you already know that."
"You call your husband by his last name?" That was Fearless.
"Everybody does," I said before Leora could get it out.
"Have you seen him, Mr. Minton?"
"I thought you and he were havin" problems?"
"Yes, but not like you think," she said. "He was a gardener at Hampton College when I went there. n.o.body liked Brown very much but I loved him and we were married after I graduated. We had Son and moved back to Illinois. But Brown had a, a . . . he had a medical condition but we didn"t know it, not then. At first I just thought that he was just getting used to being married and a father. But . . . He was offensive and rough at times, but then he"d be wonderful. Finally, one day he turned on Son. We decided to put him in a hospital where I could be with him. I sent Son to stay with my mother -"
"Rose," I said.
"You"ve met her, so you know that she isn"t able to give the twenty-four-hour care that a young child needs."
"But Aunt Winnie could," I said.
"Paris, will you let the lady finish?" Fearless chided.
"Yeah. Go on."
"Well, you know most of it. I mean, you may have heard about Brown but you don"t know him. He"s the most amazing man I"ve ever met. He"s funny and smarter than anybody I ever knew at Hampton, even among the professors. He"s great with his hands. . . . He was in the asylum for a year and a half. I worked full-time to pay the expenses. I only got to see Son once a month or so, I was working so much. Finally we heard about a juju woman down in Louisiana. We were told by a white doctor that he had seen great improvement in a Negro patient who went down to her.
"We went and she treated him with herbs and the like, and there was enough of a change that we could start our life over again. I went to Aunt Winifred then, but she refused to give Son back. She said that Brown was crazy and violent and that she wouldn"t put her nephew into harm"s way like that. Here he"s my son and she had the nerve to question me bringing him to harm."
"Why didn"t you and Brown just go get him?" Fearless asked.
"I told Brown to stay back in Illinois," Leora said. "He"s better . . . but even a sane man might come to violence if someone tried to keep him from his son. I thought he was still back home until you just said -"
"So Winifred refused to let Son go back to you," I said. "Then what?"
"She said that she was going to raise him. I tried to reason with her and she went to a lawyer, Lewis Martini. He"s the one that put my mother"s wealth into Winifred"s hands."
"Winnie got the power of attorney on Rose?" I asked.
"Yes."
"d.a.m.n. She got you comin" and goin". Use your own family"s money to keep everybody in line."
"She thinks that she knows best so there"s no arguing about it."
"In steps Bartholomew Perry, son of the dear departed Ethel Fine Perry," I said.
"Yes. Esau had my cousin BB working at the car lot and he didn"t like the work. So he told me that he"d take Son out of there for ten thousand dollars. Once I got him I could go back to Illinois, and Winnie would have a lot of trouble trying to take a child from his mother and father across state lines."
"I thought you were broke?" I asked.
"He said that I could pay over time," she said. There was a slight catch in her throat, though. The lie couldn"t make it out of her mouth unscathed.
"I bet he did. So then BB hires Kit to get in there as a gardener," I said. "Kit takes Son and brings him to BB. How does Maestro Wexler get in with it?"
"You know about that?"
"When Paris digs his claws into a problem he find out everything," Fearless said. "I told you that."
"BB was going out with Minna at the time. He told her about what he was doing, because he didn"t realize that she had any interest in his aunt."
"So it"s just coincidence that she"s in his bed when he plans a kidnapping from the woman her father wants to get the reins on?"
"Yes," Leora said, and I"m sure she believed it. Why would she think that she was the perfect p.a.w.n for the machinations of the white siblings?
"And how does Kit know BB?"
"BB sold some trucks to Kit."
"So Kit knew BB from the used car business?" I asked.
"BB moved stolen cars," Leora said. "That"s how he made money on the side."
"But not no ten thousand dollars," I said. "And surely not no fifty grand."
Fearless spread a blanket out over the distraught woman.
"Maybe we should let her sleep," he suggested.
"Yeah, yeah," I said. "But lemme ask you just two more questions."
"Yes?"
"Did Kit bring Son to you after he took him out from your aunt"s house?"
"No, it was like you said before. Kit brought Son to BB and BB turned him over to me. I was so happy to see him. All he wanted was to go see his father."
"Then why you wanna go and ask Fearless to look for Kit? You already had what you wanted. You had your son. And why would somebody wanna kill the Wexlers?"
Leora turned on her back and stared at the ceiling. Maybe she had hoped that the question wouldn"t come, that we"d overlook the obvious. I wanted to press Leora but I didn"t think that Fearless would stand for it. He was a gentleman and would never allow a lady to be tormented except in the most extreme circ.u.mstances.
"Son wasn"t all Kit took out of Aunt Winnie"s house."
"No? What else he take?" I knew she was going to mention the pendant, and I was ready to argue about the worth of the stone and the fact that Winnie didn"t seem that worried about it.
"A book," she said, and a whole section of my logic and my mind collapsed.